When relationships end and new ones begin, it seems so obvious what was lacking in the former once you have the new to compare it to. It’s become clear what my last relationship had, what drew me in and held me for a time; but it’s also been made clear what was missing, why it wouldn’t last.
We worked for a while, and then we didn’t. That’s the way things go with love, sometimes they last and sometimes they don’t. So we pick up the pieces, determine the degree of contact to remain (if any) and we move on — on to new, on to different, and ideally on to better. Here’s hoping we’ve learned our lessons.